Chapter Ninety-Two: A Million Wives

Manke Music Bar is extremely popular, and it is almost full at 8 o'clock in the evening.

In addition to the female fans of Chu He, more are attracted by the singing.

The Creative Park has always been full of young men and women, and once someone is attracted, they may call friends.

Chu He has become a big star in the restaurant, although he is a little tired, he also enjoys it.

Music really makes people comfortable, even if he is the singing party.

Until midnight, when Chu He finally stopped, he was so tired that his throat was about to smoke.

The restaurant and bar are still hot, and the guests still want to hear it, but they also feel sorry for Chu He and don't force it.

It's just that a few little girls are still pestering Chu He, and they want to ask Chu He to go out to play, and their hearts are rippling.

Chu He secretly smiled bitterly, the fans were too enthusiastic, and he didn't have a cold face, and he was a little depressed when he was pestered.

"Chu He, go home." At this time, Liu Zhiqing came over.

There was no expression on her face, and there was a natural coldness.

Those little girls know Liu Zhiqing, after all, it is Mu Zhiqing who is on fire at Station B.

But when he saw it in person, he was stunned and was stunned by Liu Zhiqing's aura.

"He's tired, I'll play with you next time." Liu Zhiqing looked at a few little girls, not worried or happy.

"Oh, okay." The little girls gave up unnaturally, feeling as if they were going to be beaten to death by Liu Zhiqing if they didn't give up.

Chu He breathed a sigh of relief, he was still a domineering president, and his aura was strong.

"You go to the parking lot and wait for me, I'll tell Liang Dong something and go over immediately." Liu Zhiqing instructed again, and handed the car key to Chu He.

Chu He took the car key and flashed, otherwise he would be entangled again.

He walked quickly to the parking lot and sat in the Porsche, not wanting to move, too tired.

But after a while, his mind emptied, and he fell asleep in a daze.

And Liu Zhiqing and Su Muyan were late, and Su Muyan was still chattering: "Sister, we are on fire, Chu He is amazing, and he will come to sing in the future hehe." ”

"I told Liang Dong that in the future, Chu He will only be able to sing on weekends, and we still have to find a resident singer." Liu Zhiqing glanced at Su Muyan.

Su Muyan is just a dumbfounder, don't you know that singing is also tiring?

"Why, it's so fun to sing, I'm fine when I sing every day." Su Muyan pouted, then opened the car door and saw Chu He lying on his side.

Chu He was lying in the back seat, already asleep. He looked tired and slept soundly.

Su Muyan immediately covered her mouth, so as not to wake Chu He.

Liu Zhiqing glanced at it and did not speak.

The two girls got in the car, and it was time to go home.

Su Muyan whispered: "Sister, look, Chu He was quite handsome when he fell asleep, do you want to kiss him?" ”

Liu Zhiqing almost squirted: "Why kiss him?" ”

"Take advantage. By the way, I heard that boys will get up when they sleep. Su Muyan turned his head and stretched his neck to look between Chu He's legs.

Liu Zhiqing stretched out her hand and grabbed her ear: "Yanyan!" ”

"Ahhh Su Muyan was still curious.

Liu Zhiqing couldn't cry or laugh, this godsister is really ......

The car quickly returned to Longding Bay, and with a light brake, the Porsche stopped.

Chu He woke up in a daze, rubbed his aching neck and sat up, uncomfortable, and a little stiff.

"Chu He, spread your legs." Su Muyan in front looked at the bottom of the Chu River again.

Chu He was stunned: "What are you doing?" ”

He clamped his legs.

Su Muyan glanced at it a few times with a look of disappointment: "No biu get up, don't you lift it?" ”

Burst!

Chu He was directly sobered up by Su Muyan and wanted to beat her.

Liu Zhiqing pulled Su Muyan's ears again, and scolded slightly angrily: "Yanyan, you are a girl!" ”

"I'm just a girl to be curious, anyway, Chu He is our little white face, just look at it, he may be desperate." Su Muyan covered her ears and felt that she was right.

Liu Zhiqing sighed helplessly and motioned to get out of the car.

Chu He walked down first, still feeling a little tired. He went to take a bath first, otherwise the two rich women would have to wash for an hour.

When he came out of the shower, Liu Zhiqing was waiting for him in the living room, and Su Muyan was playing games in the music room.

"President Liu, it's your turn to take a bath." Chu He wiped his hair, and his tall body exuded the smell of shower gel.

Liu Zhiqing smiled and turned on her phone: "Yanyan's mother sent me the information of the dining bar and asked me to help take care of it." ”

This is very reasonable, it is impossible for Su Muyan to take care of it by himself.

Chu He sat down and glanced at Liu Zhiqing's mobile phone, which was an email with the content of the bar, including the price of the restaurant, the salary of the employees, the purchaser of red wine, and so on.

"The purchase price of the restaurant bar is 5.3 million? It's expensive. Chu He shook his head, feeling that it was not worth it.

"It's okay, after all, it's a golden mile, there are a lot of customers, the decoration and drinks are also top-notch, as long as the problem of the resident singer is solved." Liu Zhiqing doesn't care about 5.3 million.

She looked at Chu He: "You want to buy shares, how much do you plan to invest in shares?" ”

She came to talk to Chu He about buying shares.

This is a serious matter, and it is related to the future of the Chu River.

He can be a small boss.

Chu He groaned, and Su Muyan ran out and said angrily: "I was shot in the head again, I hate it the most, and I will blow my head in every game!" ”

"What you can't beat is all open?" Chu He squinted and snorted.

Su Muyan forked his waist: "What do you mean?" Am I a vegetable? ”

"Yanyan, sit down, let's talk about Chu He's shareholding." Liu Zhiqing said with a smile.

Su Muyan immediately sat down and stared at Chu He triumphantly: "Little white face, how much money do you pay, the president's requirements are very high, at least 500,000, right?" ”

She deliberately embarrassed Chu He.

Chu He is so poor that a group of two rich women know it, otherwise they wouldn't be used as little white faces.

"I'll invest one million, I see that the wine rack wall is almost empty, the store has to be stocked, good red wine is very expensive, and the pocket money for cigarettes may not be able to support it." Chu He has calculated it.

"A million?" Liu Zhiqing and Su Muyan were shocked.

Naturally, they were not surprised by this number, but surprised that how could there be a million in Chu He?

In fact, Chu He has more than one million, to be precise, he may have more than four million yuan, after all, he is the author of "Poetry and the Sea".

"This is my wife's book, I have saved it for many years, if I lose, Miss Su will compensate me." Chu River quipped.

Su Muyan still didn't believe it: "You actually have a million, so what kind of little white face are you here to be?" ”

"Because of love." Chu He looked at Liu Zhiqing teasingly, casually perfunctory.

Liu Zhiqing was stunned, and the corners of her mouth curved: "Mr. Chu has a heart, but this kind of vulgar words are only effective when you say them to your female fans." ”

"Pleasure from Liu Zhiqing +500."